Lisa silently turned to walk away but stopped when her name was called.
âLisaâŠ?â Nathan called. She stopped, sighed, and turned around with an awkward smile. "Nathan, hey,â she greeted with a wave of her hand. âWere you leaving just now? I mean, are you trying to sneak off?â Nathan asked. "Yes, I was...â she replied truthfully. âDidnât you see us?â He asked, gesturing more at Trey, making Lisa frown. âIf I had known it was you guys earlier, I wouldnât have approached.â Lisa sneered. The moment she said that, Trey turned to look at her; his gaze was dark and icy, and it immediately sent a shiver down her spine. She shuddered. Nathan frowned in confusion. He turned to Trey for clarification but then noticed Treyâs demeanor towards Lisa. He then realized there must be some misunderstanding between them, so he decided to help resolve whatever dispute there was between them. âSit with us, Lisa?â He asked. However, Lisa shook her head, smiled, then said. âThanks, Nathan, but there are some situations Iâd rather avoid.â She smiled. âWhatâs going on, Trey?â Kelvin finally asked after observing Trey and Lisaâs love quarrels for a while, but he didnât get a response. He turns to Lisa with a questioning gaze, but all he got was silence. âWhatever you want to know, you asked your dear friend Trey. Nice seeing you both, Nathan, and Kelvin.â She said, emphasizing the âyou bothâ. She then turned to leave; even though she acted daring just now, she inwardly wished Trey would call her back, pull her into his arms, and whisper into her ear that all that had happened in the past few days was nothing but a prank. How much sheâd hoped it was so. But who was she trying to fool? However, upon taking a few steps further, Treyâs voice halted her. âLisa!â Her heart skipped a beat when she heard Treyâs powerful but husky voice calling her, a satisfying smile gracing her lips. She was pleased. âI was right all along,â she thought, marveling. She turned around and responded, beaming. Her cheeks are a crimson red. Trey stared at her blushed cheeks, and at that moment, he realized how fascinating and beautiful she was. âYes?â She replied softly. âYou have 5 days left to sign the papers and..." He was cut off by Lisa before he could finish his sentence. Her smile faded. âDamn bastard,â Lisa swore inwardly. âIâve already signed it, and I marked out the alimony. I donât need your money, Trey. I married you not because of your money,â she sighed. âI married you because I love you.â âI donât love you, Lisa,â Trey said through gritted teeth. Lisa bit her cheek not to show how hurtful his words were. âSame here; I used to love you, but I donât anymore; all I feel for you is pure hatred and nothing else.â She smirked, then walked away. ~~~ Lisa sighed heavily when she entered her car; she had to bite her cheeks to not break down in front of Trey and his friends. Now her mouth is filled with a rusty metallic taste. She repeatedly hit on her steering wheel as she cried and cursed, tears running down her cheeks. âDamn you, Trey. Damn you. I hate you. I hate you.â She yelled. A few minutes later, she wipes her tears off and reapplies her makeup. She drove to her workplace and resigned. From there, she went to her uncleâs mansion to bid them farewell. When she arrived at the mansion, nanny Rose hurriedly came and hugged her. âMy child I miss you very much. How have you been? Youâve grown into a beautiful woman, just like your mom.â âI miss you too, Nanny; how have you been?â Lisa asked, happy to see her nanny after 3 years of separation. Nanny Rose has been working for the Lynn family since Lisaâs momâs childhood. Nanny Rose took care of Lisaâs mom and uncle and continued with her and Valerie. Nanny Rose and her uncle were the only people to treat her well when she was living with the family. âIâve been doing well; are you here to meet your uncle?â she asked, âYes, is he home?â Lisa asked. âYes, heâs in his study.â Nanny Rose said. As they walked towards the study, then a voice spoke. âWhat is this bad luck doing here?â Aunt Mary asked with a scoff. âNice to see you too, aunt.â Lisa sneered. âOh, she now talks back?â Aunt Mary asked sarcastically, her inside burning with rage. "Aunt Iâm sorry, but I have important matters to attend to; if you donât mind, I'll excuse myself first,â Lisa said, walking away before her aunt could reply. Aunt Mary stood there, vexed, her head about to explode from rage, and Lisa walked out on her. âHow dare that brat? Iâll make sure she never forgets disrespecting me today.â She made a mental note to teach Lisa a lesson. Lisa knocked on the door to her uncleâs study and was asked to come in. When she entered, her uncle's face instantly brightened up. âOh, Lisa,â he said, standing up, coming around his desk, and drawing Lisa into his embrace. He was very happy to see her. He feels sorry for her; he owes Lisa. Even though he tried to make her life good, growing up as an orphan, he failed her by choosing his own daughterâs happiness over Lisaâs. He knows his sister will be very disappointed in him wherever she is. âUncle Maxwell,â Lisa said, hugging him back, âIâve missed you a lot.â âIâve missed you too,â Uncle Max said, breaking the hug. Lisa's family never knew about her marriage to Trey. On the day Trey proposed, he demanded they have a civil marriage at the city hall, so they only got a certificate. Trey's family and friends were the only ones who knew about their marriage. Wherever Lisa asked Trey to meet her family, he always gave her different excuses. âHow have you been? You look thin; do you eat on time? Or is your boyfriend giving you problems? You have one, right?â Uncle Maxwell asked countless questions in a row, making Lisa smile, not knowing which to answer first. After catching up with her uncle for a while, she told him. âUncle Max, I came today to bid you farewell; Iâm leaving tomorrow,â she explained. âWhy? Are you in any sort of trouble?â Uncle Maxwell asked in a concerned tone. "No, uncle, I just want to go and discover another culture,â she lied. âOkay then, where are you leaving to?â Uncle Maxwell asked. âWindy bay in country B,â Lisa answered. âOh, okay, I have a colleague friend in Windy Bay City; I will let him arrange a place for your stay.â He said. Lisa was extremely touched by her uncleâs help. âThank you very much; it means a lot.â She hugs him, a tear escaping down her cheek. âYou are welcome, dear. I will send you his contact info; you call him once you arrive.â *** A day earlier. Trey walked to his car, annoyed, after handing the divorce papers to Lisa. He couldnât believe the nerve of Lisa; how dare she think he married her out of love? he scoffed. âHe's Trey Collins, a business tycoon and king of the underworld. People tremble in fear at his sight. How dare she, who had the guts to bully him when he was young, think he could ever have feelings for her?â He laughed. He bet when she finds out she was just a pawn to him, it would break her, and that would be the perfect revenge for him. He stepped on the gas and drove to the old mansion. Trey started to work as a mafia at an early age. Flashback to 10 years ago: Old Master Collins, a grandfather he never heard of, came to visit. There were huge men in black suits and dark shades standing along the sides of the latest model of Rolls Royce, parked in a line. Trey, who was 14 years old at that time, was standing in his room watching the situation outside from his window. He decided to go downstairs to find out what was happening and happened to eavesdrop on his parents and grandfatherâs conversation. âHow dare you hide my grandson away from me?â Old Master Collins roared. âHeâs my son, dad; I decide what to do with him.â Mr. Elijah, Treyâs father, retorted with the same intensity as his dad. âTrey belongs to me, and you know that; thatâs why youâve been hiding him from me since his birth." Master Collins said angrily. He has been searching for his son and grandson for the past 14 years. Elijah decided not to let his child join the family business because of its dangerous lifestyle, filled with violence and crimes; their family comes from generations of mafias. They are the leaders of the underworld in country A. All their mafia backgrounds were hidden and covered with their business world. He eloped with his family to live a normal life, clean of blood. Elijah changed his last name so his father would not be able to find them and come for Trey. He never thought his father would not give up on his search for them after 14 years. âOur family business has been there for generations; I bent the rules because youâre my son; I agreed when you said you wouldnât want to work in the underworld, and that too, with a condition that your son would take over after me, and you agreed!â Old Master Collins yelled. âI wonât let you take my son; I agreed back then because I just wanted out.â Elijah retorted. âIâm not asking you; Iâm taking him home to start with his training. Youâre welcome to join us.â With that, he gestured to his men, and they started to search the house. Elijah and his wife tried to stop the men, but they were no match for him and his wife. Trey, after realizing he was the person in question, tiptoed back to his room and locked his door. After searching all the opened rooms, the men found out Trey was in the locked room and went to report to the Old Master. He walked up the stairs with the support of his walking stick and knocked gently on Treyâs door. âChild, please open the door; grandfather would like to meet you.â He calmly said. âI have been waiting for so long to meet you; come on, open the door, and meet Grandfather.â Just then Trey opened the door and walked out to meet his grandfather. They left for the old Collins mansion in country A on a private jet. His training started the very next day. He was taught both the traits of the business world and the mafia world. Life wasnât easy for him since his training involved pulling triggers, killing, escaping traps, and seducing women. At the age of 17, he became the boss of the underworld. He also became the youngest CEO in country A. At 19, he had achieved countless goals in the business world and has defeated many enemies in the underworld. He was a ruthless, domineering, and powerful CEO in the business world and a ruthlessly merciless man who wouldnât blink at the idea of murder, torture, and making one disappear from the face of the earth without a trace in the underworld. Every lady in Pearl City dreams to become his wife, even if just his whore, but is also terrified of him by his powerful and deadly aura.On Treyâs twentieth birthday. His family hosted a banquet to celebrate him. However, Trey felt such an occasion was of little importance and decided not to go. Because all he ever accomplishes on occasions like that is going around from one business partner to the other toasting and drinking, the only reason he doesnât end up drunk by the close of such events is because of how he trained himself to have alcohol tolerance. However, when he arrived at the banquet an hour later, he was delighted he did. Standing amidst the guests was the face that had been occupying his thoughts for the past 6 years. Valerie Lynn, his childhood sweetheart. She stood there, looking stunning as ever in a strapless evening gown, as her brunette hair fell down her back, complementing her blue eyes. Trey met Valerie when he and his parents were living in Country B before he came back to Country A. Valerie was six years old back then; he wanted to be friends with her when he saw her being bullied by her
- The next morning - The old mansion: Trey finished his breakfast and left for work. On the way to the office, his cell phone started ringing; he checked the caller ID to see Valerieâs name, and a tender smile graced his lips. âValerie, what's wrong?â He asked. âIâve missed you; I want to see you,â Valerie said in her sweet, gentle voice. Trey smiled and told her heâd come and pick her up in half an hour. He asked his driver to change routes to Valerieâs apartment. After ending the call, he called his private secretary and canceled all his appointments till the afternoon and asked her to book a suite at the LEISUREQ hotel and send him the details. 30 minutes later, his car was parked inside the parking lot of Valerieâs apartment. In a few minutes, she came walking out of the elevator. Treyâs bodyguard opened the car for her. âThank you,â Valerie said, entering the car. Trey scowled angrily. âWhat happened?â Valerie asked, noticing Treyâs expression. "Nothing,â he answered
-/Country B/- Three weeks later. After standing on her feet for the last 6 hours operating on a patient with a brain tumor, Lisa walked out of the operating room, feeling exhausted and famished. She disposed of her blood-stained gloves and mask into the red infectious bin, then turned to leave. âYou were amazing in there, Dr. Lynn; the surgery was successful.â Susan, her assistant nurse, said coming out of the operating room. "Thanks; you were a good help. But I donât consider a surgery successful till my patient wakes up.â Lisa said with a smile. âThank you, Dr. Lynn,â Susan said. âYouâre welcome; call me Lisa; Dr. Lynn makes me feel older; Iâm only 21,â Lisa said. âI will, Lisa." Susan said, and they both laughed. âOur shift ended 2 hours ago, so I will leave first; see you tomorrow,â Susan added with a wave as she walked away. Lisa waved back with âSure.â Lisa walked to her private office and showered. When coming out of the bathroom, she suddenly felt dizzy. She suppor
Lisa decided to leave work early to go home and check on her patient, who still hasnât regained consciousness. She said goodbye to nurse Susan and went down to the lobby to sign out. After signing out, she went to the parking lot for her car and left the hospital. When she arrived at her apartmentâs underground parking lot, she noticed 4 black Alligator SUVs. She felt there was something suspicious and strange about it; nonetheless, she put it at the back of her mind and walked towards the lobby. âGood afternoon,â Lisa greeted the elevator attendant the moment she entered the elevator. âGood afternoon, Miss Lynn,â he responded as he pressed the floor number. The elevator closed and started to ascend. As the elevator ascended, Lisa noticed the elevator attendant kept stealing glances at her as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant about it. However, since he was not able to tell her whatever it was, she wouldnât inquire about it. When the elevator arrived at the fifth floor, s
-/Country A/- Golden Heights Corporation Meanwhile, in an office on the hundredth floor of Golden Heights Corporation, Trey Collins stares blankly at the vast ocean view through the glass wall of his enormous office. With a fierce look on his face, if thereâs one thing that riled him, itâs when things donât go his way. He turns around to face his three highly skilled, efficient detectives, who were able to retrieve a needle when dropped into the vast sea but were standing in front of him, repeating the same bullshit. Baam!! The three men gazed up nervously, then hastily retracted their gazes down, feeling weak in the leg at the sound of a hand slammed on the desk in front of them. âIt's been 3 weeks, 3 fucking weeks, and youâre fucking telling me you havenât found her? Why the hell do I pay you when you canât even find a single womanâs whereabouts!? Huh!!â Trey asked sternly, his expression darkening into a venomous glare. âYou have a week to find out wherever sheâs hiding, or
âI want to show you something,â Don Antonio said as he took steady steps towards Lisa, deliberately not to frighten her more than she already was. Considering Lisaâs silence and calm demeanor as an indication to proceed, he started to unbutton his shirt. As he undid the buttons, his eyes remained fixed on Lisaâs face, ready to stop if there was a slight form of uneasiness from her. Since there werenât any, he opened it to show her his bandaged chest. âDid you do this?â He asked in a gentle tone. âOh my God!" Lisa uttered as her hand flew to her mouth as realization dawned on her, then she frowned. âIt was you; no wonder I thought you looked familiar, you bastard!!â Lisa yelled angrily. Matteo and Timothy, who were standing outside the door, heard Lisa calling the boss a bastard, and they started to feel pity for her for offending the boss. Now there was no way she could escape the bossâs wrath. âYou pointed a gun at a person who saved your life!? I knew I should have left you t
âIs she alright?â Don Antonio asked Susan, who had just walked out of Lisaâs room. "Yeah... she has fallen asleep,â Susan muttered. She approached the sofa to sit but became hesitant. She heard that Don has a disorder; he doesnât like women around him, not to mention touch him, and it got her wondering how he was able to carry Lisa earlier. She remained standing in front of the sofa as she fidgeted with her fingers. Antonio, who was replying to a message on his phone, realized the space beside him was still empty, then looked up at the woman who was standing still with an expression he couldnât decipher. âWhy is she standing?' He thought Susan was approaching to sit, but it had been a few minutes now, and he didnât feel the sofa dip, and since he was busy with his phone, he just remembered she wasnât seated beside him. He looked up at Susan. âAre you going to stand there forever?â He questioned. âI⊠um, umm, youâre sick.â She replied, staring down at her feet, still playing
This chapter contains scenes of violence, sexual content, and torture. Please skip it if it makes you uncomfortable; it does not contain any major plot. *** The moment Don Antonio sat in the back of his car at Lisaâs apartment underground parking lot, all traces of the man from earlier disappeared, being replaced with a stern, fierce-looking man. âGo to the base.â The intensity of his voice causes the temperature inside the car to drop abruptly. Matteo, who was sitting in the passengerâs seat, shivered. As his bossâs personal bodyguard, he has noticed the change in his bossâs aura. âYes, boss.â Marco, his driver, replied. ~~~ About an hour later, the line of cars stopped in front of a high-end club casino hotel in the central part of country B. Matteo got down and immediately opened the door for his boss. Don Antonio walked with long strides into the building, followed by a few of his men, while the others remained on guard at the entrance with the many bodyguards who were
âJade!â âMom!â Trey and Luis exclaimed simultaneously as Trey caught her in his arms protectively. He looked at her feet and frowned; seeing how bloodstained they looked, he immediately scooped her into his arms. âWhat happened to your feet?â he asked angrily, seeing she was hurt to such an extent but didn't get it treated. âPut me down; I can walk on my own,â Martina argued, hitting him on the chest. âShut up!â Trey scolded, his jaws clenched as he walked toward a private ward with Martina in his hands. He didn't understand why Martina was acting like that. He was the one who was supposed to be angry at her for her reckless behavior tonight. But here she was, making him a scapegoat. ~~ Trey gently laid Martina on the bed the moment they entered the private ward, and the nurse stepped forward to check her. âYou can go now; Lucia needs someone with her when she's wheeled out of the emergencyâŠâ Martina didn't land when Trey cut her off.. âWhat? Lucia? What happened to Lucia?â Tre
This chapter is rated 18+; blood and killing scenes ahead. Skip if uncomfortable. ~~~ Martina ran out of the warehouse in time to see the taillights of a car disappearing in the distance; she began running after the car barefooted. About fifteen minutes later, Martina saw the car stopped in the distance, and from the cold breeze, she realized they were at the seaside. âThey were planning to dispose of Lucia's body in the ocean.â Martina was out of breath, and her feet hurt from the debris and glass shards that had pierced them, but she refused to stop running, since any delay on her side, and those scumbags will dispose of Lucia's body. When Martina arrived at the sea cliff, the two boys had Lucia lying on a net with bricks around her as they planned to wrap her up and toss her into the sea. Fueled by an indescribable surge of anger, Martina didn't know when she swiftly reached for a brick and smashed it hard against one of the boys' heads. âWhat the hell!â the other boy exclai
It was a few minutes past 11 pm when Martina arrived at the underground parking lot. Her personal bodyguard, Carlos, opened the car door for her when he saw her approaching, but Martina spoke, stopping him.âCarlos, you and the men should leave first; I will take the other car. I need some time alone.â Carlos hesitated but said anyway,âBut madam, the boss would be very angry.ââThat's his business!â Martina snapped, her emotions overwhelming her. She looked at Carlos' face and warned, âI don't need any of you secretly following me; I trust you don't want to see me provoked?âMartina asked with a curved eyebrow. Carlos nodded, and she turned, walking to the driver's side of the car, and the chauffeur respectfully stepped out. In a few seconds the car drove out of the parking lot at full speed.âDamn it!â Martina cursed as she smacked the steering wheel angrily. Tears fell down her face as she turned onto a secluded road. Her phone began to ring then, and she knew it was her husband,
Clara looked at Octavio's face with teary eyes as he spoke. She recalled everything that happened three weeks ago, and her heart still hurts. He really hurt her, but he just told her he regretted it and he loved her, and after hearing his explanation, Clara wanted to forgive him, because there was no denying it. She loved him. She had fallen madly in love with Octavio without realizing it. But what if he hurts her again? Her poor heart can't take another heartbreak. Clara slowly pulled her hands out of Octavio's hands at the thought and said, âI'm sorry, Octavio. But I can't forgive you after everything you did to me. I'm just not heartless. I couldn't let you stay outside in the cold air all drenched up.â Clara looked at his face with a forced smile. âI will get you something to put on from my friend. You have to leave.â Clara said, turning and walking past him, but he grabbed her wrist. âLet go,â Clara said, her eyes fierce as she tried to yank her hand from him, but h
Three weeks later.New York.âClarissa!!â Octavio, who was holding a bouquet of red roses embedded with chocolate and a small silver bag, yelled from outside Clara's apartment once again. âClarissa, I'm sorry!!â he continued to yell. Marco's eyes, which were stabbing daggers, were fixated on the bastard, and he wished for once he could make a decision on Clara's behalf by killing Octavio once and for all.For the past two weeks, Octavio had become a stalker, stalking Clara everywhere she goes. Apologizing to her every day with different flowers. From different colors of roses, different colors of lilies, lilac, and red carnations.He would appear out of the blue during her photoshoots, at a restaurant she was dining at with a few endorsers, standing outside her apartment all night and outside her company all day. He was always outside Clara's apartment whenever she left home for the company, but he arrived at the company before her.The first time Clara saw him riding his motorbike
âBut Alan is not your real name?â Michelle questioned him, as a glint of disappointment flashed across her face. âYes, but I didn't marry you as Alan Moore but as Craig Jacobs,â Alan answered, and Michelle's face twisted into confusion. But she's always addressed as Mrs. Moore wherever they go. âWhat? ButâŠâ Michelle was rendered speechless. âBut what? Michelle. Did you take a look at our marriage certificate after you signed it? I thought I would explain things to you back then after you noticed there was a different name on the certificate. But you didn't even notice,â Alan said with a heartbroken expression. His bloodshot eyes fixated on Michelle's face. His heart ached from the pain of knowing the person he loves never held him dear. âAlan, I'm very sorry. But I⊠you forget it. Tell me why you changed your name. I want to know about you.â Michelle said, taking Alan's hand and squeezing it softly. She knew she was hurting Alan. Her selfishness caused all this mess, but in the
In New York.Clara woke up at the sound of a knock on her door. âWho is it?ââIt's me, Barbie doll,â Drake answered from the other side of the door. Clara looked at the time, and it was a few minutes past midnight. She sat up with her knees bent as she held the sheets to her chest.âCome in, Drake,â she drawled. The door opened, and Drake stepped in, taking hurried steps toward Clara. He sat on the bed and pulled her into a warm hug. Tears instantly fell out of Clara's eyes; she suddenly missed her mum dearly.âI want to go home,â Clara sobbed, hugging Drake tightly. She left home three years ago because of Octavio, and now he is the reason why she wants to return home. Yet she still can't bring herself to hate him.How pathetic is she?âI'm sorry, Barbie doll. But you know you can't breach the contract. You have a yearâââI can, Drake. My dad would pay any penalty. I just want to go home; I'm not happy here. I thought Octavio's arrival was what I needed to make my stay here worthwh
Alan was surprised when he received notification of Michelle's purchase at the mall. He had never expected Michelle to ever use the card, since he gave it to her long ago, but she never used it. He was on his way to a meeting when he got the notification, but after seeing it, he was filled with the urge to see Michelle. She didn't look well in the morning, and he wanted to see how she was doing. Alan turned to his assistant Jason, and said, âPostpone the meeting, and cancel all my appointments today.â âYes sir,â Jason replied respectfully. Alan turned and left without another word. The moment Alan sat in his car, he called one of Mitchell's nannies. âI'm heading to the mall now, bring Mitchell over.â âSir, we are already at the mall.â âOkay.â Alan hung up. He planned to take Michelle and Mitchell to dinner after she finished shopping. ~~ Thirty minutes later, the car Alan was riding in was arriving at the mall, when he received news about Michelle's disappearance. His heart
Luis' brown eyes darkened the moment they fixed on the flimsy red lacy panties Michelle was wearing. His body tightened with desire. She's wearing it for a man but not for him. âNo! Luis, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you! Don't do thisâŠ!â Michelle cried, struggling to break free, but Luis firmly held her down, with her hands on her back. She felt a tug, and she didn't need to be told her panties had been ripped off. Tears fell down Michelle's face as she stopped struggling. There was no point in struggling when Luis was intent on having his way. Luis was buckling his belt but stopped when Michelle stopped struggling. Conflicting thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to understand why Michelle stopped fighting him. But as usual, all his thoughts were condemning. One with Michelle thinking less of him. âAhh!â Michelle cried when Luis thrust two fingers into her without warning. More tears fell down Michelle's face, but this time, it wasn't sad tears. It was so